ladroars happenings yesterday !

Albert Higgins Albert Landlord of the Ferry boat Inn, is distraught, and flaming angry... Echoes of Tomfoolery mixed with the laughter of innocent hearts at play bounced off flint gray walls, up Smugglers Alley from the direction of the Ferryboat Inn. Like an unstoppable tide of merriment, surging through the windows and walls of Albert Higgins place of abode. Muttering under his breath. ''Foolish twins. They should recognize their own-kind. I measured out equal weights of tomorrows gold for... Sign in to see full entry.

In the greenwood grows a vine Around a blue rock as old as time Where man and woman first learnt their dance Chewing leafs, narcotic trance Visions of colourful scenes Where Painted Blue shaman had full moon dreams Warnings of famine, war and dreadful things In the greenwood grows a vine Around a blue rock as old as time..... Nessa sat forlornly but snuggled,in the great boughs of Matrona queen of Oak’s and forests.. That scatter the river banks deep in foliage, green, mixed with the reflections... Sign in to see full entry.

I awoke, or rather I was dragged, from the most erotic dream I think I’ve, ever experienced. By my own bubbling emotions, that were insisting, that I get up from by bed and begin a quest for adventure or better still.... Danger and its colourful frills. My... Old libido, was hanging from the bedroom ceiling, invisible to the naked eye of most but I was quite sure. I was able to see or sixth-sense it. Hanging there, like the shedding skin of yesterdays age... This new day with its new feelings of... Sign in to see full entry.

Purple Red Sunset At Wrabness Essex, Last June 06 The Lady Guenevere glided us all safely the last few lapping yards onto the river Stour's purple reflecting sunset lit shore, the atmosphere was one of calm and understanding for our souls had been gently rocked by the river and her ebb of tide, washing doubt and uncertainty far out into the cold North Sea. My daughter Belinda whom was three months glowing and growing with her first child nestled contentedly in her womb, had spoken words of... Sign in to see full entry.

Yesterday Buster the black lab cleared my back-garden fence with a leap of pure joy, bounding his excited way up my front-garden path where he begun his very own belly dance of greeting, which he always performs on his back. My son Mark and grandson Jack, also greeted Buster but both refraining from belly dancing. Mark and Jack were as brown as berrys and their heads of blonde hair had now turned white as supernova-platinum, under the heat of the Spanish sun. The four of us made our way back... Sign in to see full entry.

Manningtree Animal Sancturary and Church North Essex Sunday morning my good wife Tina woke me early with a sharp nuge of her spear-like... Elbow... Elbow being! Thee... (Only Spanish she knows fluently) and is a master of. The well timed delivery of her nuge, bringing me back from my kingdom of dreams, my eyes being greeted mischievously with Tina's smiling face... ''Morning greetings my cuddles.' Said with the Greta Garbo twang she does so well, whilst gently rubbing the part of my anatomy she... Sign in to see full entry.

Roaming Billy I made my way slowly up the stairs trying as best as I could to quell the rattling of Tina's breakfast tray, the knifes and forks had taken to dancing the tango with the salt and pepper pots whilst Tina's coffee mug was inturn trying its handel at salsa, round and round the rim of the metallic silver tray, which in no way helped my predicament for the more I stared in concentration. Eyes fixed and hands holding tight with a white knuckled-tremberling grip. My eyes only seemed... Sign in to see full entry.

The Lady Guinevere..... Just before high tide..... 6.am. Two Weeks Gone Yet again I have taken the oath of all great Oafs never ever to drink more then two pints of best bitter again... Especially if I am in the company of Roaming Billy my long-good friend and informant on, or of... Lifes bounties.... Last friday, what seems now a very head-banging and painful time ago! Roaming Billy and myself.. Oh must not forget Buster The Black-Lab... Were celebrating our unexpected windfall... Of the extra... Sign in to see full entry.

Nice lump of hardwood Yesterday morning I had just sat-down at the kitchen table with my mug of tea, when Beethoven's fifth begun playing. As perusal I had no idear where Beethoven had hid himself, or rather. Where I had misplaced him, Beethoven being, the name given to my mobile phone, by Tina... Eventually finding the dammed thing under one of Buster's blankets, tucked inside his sleeping basket. Myself and Buster set sail on the twelve noon high tide, heading towards the port of Harwich,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunset on fox hill I was enjoying my breakfast and the conversation I was having with my wife Tina, discussing the adventures of old Tom, who's escapades were revealed to me, by Tom's employer David Spencer the day before. When, Tina for no apparent reason became hysterical with laughter and doing her best to apologize for spitting small pieces of egg and bacon over the kitchen table and myself..... Embarrassed by her own predicament. In her desperation... She Reached out, grabbing the top of... Sign in to see full entry.